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Thy dreadful anger Lord restrain and




Thy dreadful anger, Lord, restrain,
and spare a wretch forlorn;
Correct me not in thy fierce wrath,
too heavy to be borne.


Have mercy, Lord, for I grow faint,
unable to endure,
The anguish of my aching bones,
which thou alone can cure.


My tortured flesh distracts my mind,
and fills my soul with grief;
But, Lord, how long will thou delay
to grant me thy relief?


Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat,
and ease my troubled soul;
Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's sake
vouchsafe to make me whole.


For after death no more can I
thy glorious acts proclaim;
No pris'ner of the silent grave
can magnify thy name.


Quite tired with pain, with groaning faint,
no hope of ease I see;
The night, that quiets common griefs,
is spent in tears by me.


My beauty fades, my sight grows dim,
my eyes with weakness close;
Old age o'ertakes me, while I think
on my insulting foes.


Depart, you wicked, in my wrongs
you shall no more rejoice;
for god, I find, accepts my tears,
and listens to my voice.


He hears and grants my humble pray'r;
and they that wish my fall,
Shall blush and rage to see that God
protects me from them all.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1696
      Bible Refs: Ps 6;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1821# 6
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